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Gianna’s POV
I was still reeling from the meeting with our new client when I found myself sitting across from Claire, my mentor and the one person whose advice I always trusted, even when I didn’t want to.
Her office smelled like lavender and freshly brewed tea. A stranger would be surprised her office felt homely, due to the corporate and professional vibes it gave off from outside. Claire had been instrumental in shaping my career. She was older than me by a lot, but we still had a very great friendly vibes.
“I’ve been hearing things,” she said, folding her hands on the desk.
“Things?” I repeated, pretending not to know what she meant.
She sighed, tilting her head in that way she always did when she knew I was being intentionally dense. “About you and Matteo.”
I stiffened. “Ho
